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esoteric [es-uh–ter-ik] adj.1. understood by or meant for only the select few who have special knowledge or interest; recondite: poetry full of esoteric allusions2. belonging to the select few 3. private; secret; confidential 4. (of a philosophical doctrine or the like) intended to be revealed only to the initiates of a group: the esoteric doctrines of Pythagoras

→ I WISH that when I do actually ignore my better judgement and pay attention to the news, it didn’t make me feel that this planet and the human race are headed toward becoming the universe’s greatest punchline. (I don’t have a link for this entry. There’s just too many to choose from.)

→ I WISH I could watch one more Flyers game with my best friend Harv, followed by a beer or two at Dawson Street Pub. (For those of you who don’t know, Harvey died this past November. Sorry to bring the room down but it’s my list, after all, so deal.)

→ I WISH and I’m counting on all of you to come here tomorrow and read my thoughts on modern-day parenthood, easily the most requested topic among the emails. Come back tomorrow for some more. Thanks for reading.

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It is not worth an intelligent man’s time to be in the majority. By definition, there are all ready enough people to do that. ↔ G. H. Hardy

tune

If Mumford & Sons has failed to gain your notice as of yet, you need reevaluate your music listening protocols. Here’s “The Cave.” After you’re done, go listen to the rest of their catalog.

STANDPOINT

Last night I heard a story involving a single man and a married woman. To the point, they had a booze-fueled, ill advised night of sexual intimacy. Both the man and the woman are part of a group of people who hang out socially several nights per week.

When I hear such stories, about 284 thoughts race through my head. Is the guy worried about the woman’s husband finding out? Does he panic every time he sees the husband, wondering if the secret if finally out? Does the woman worry about the same thing? In the future, if similar circumstances were to take place, let’s say, ten more times, what percentage of those nights would the two of them commit the same mistake? And would either of them even consider it as such?

But, the idea I struggle with the most, is who, if anyone, is more at fault? Let’s face it. Any time married people cheat on their spouses, however it happens, it’s the ultimate shitty thing to do. On the flip side, a single person who hooks up with a married individual, that’s kind of equally shitty. But, really, who’s more in the wrong? Or are they both essentially and simultaneously bad people?

Seriously, I want to know your take on it. Post a comment and tell me what you think.

QUOTATION

It is not worth an intelligent man’s time to be in the majority. By definition, there are all ready enough people to do that. ↔ G. H. Hardy

TUNE

OK. I’m not what you’d consider a huge fan of Switchfoot. But, for my money, “Faust, Midas and Myself” is about as kickass a ditty as you can come by. I’ll admit it. I’m a sucker for emphatically sung lyrics completely surrounded by strongly strummed power chords. And when Switchfoot lead singer Jon Foreman belts out the lines, “What direction? Death or action. Life begins at the intersection,” well, I think it’s superb.

→ I watch television late at night and am always up when the Emergency Broadcasting System message airs. And I constantly wonder why, after all ready grabbing my attention by disrupting my show with long beeps, there’s a need to play the sound of rolling thunder? Is it an attempt to be creative or dramatic or something?